The unlucky guy was reborn as a lucky girl from a farm

The eldest brother was still frightened by the poisoned soy milk he made last time and was taken to the yamen. He didn't dare to look the yamen runners in the eye and kept his head down, fearing that he would be recognized.

The second son was even more unwilling to have anything to do with them, believing that less trouble is worse than more.

What’s more, my mother’s request was a bit too much. It was already very good to be able to get a tent, but she even wanted to ask for another one. She didn’t even think about giving it to others. She thought she was so proud.

The old lady stared at the two of them, and when she saw that they didn't make any move, she became anxious and angry. Day after day, no one made her worry-free.

Taking turns to make people angry is because you are afraid that you have lived too long.

"You two, are you going?"

The eldest and the second oldest shook their heads at the same time.

Veins bulged on the old lady's forehead. She covered her chest with her hands and wanted to yell at them, but she was powerless. Her fingers kept shaking as she pointed at them.

"Okay, you guys don't listen to me anymore, right? You don't even care about me as your mother. You're all ungrateful and heartless."

The second brother noticed that his mother's condition was not right. The tone of her voice was not like this usually. It was simply like a lion's roar. Her shout could be heard ten miles away. And when she was extremely angry, the sound could be heard more than ten miles away.

I had just eaten and was still full of energy, but no matter how I looked at it, something seemed wrong.

I walked closer and observed her face, which was a little pale and slightly blue.

"Mom, are you feeling unwell?"

The old lady covered her chest with her hands, gasping for breath, her brows furrowed. She had no strength in her body, her chest felt stuffy, and she felt like she couldn't breathe.

But I dare not get angry anymore. I haven't eaten well and rested well these days. Plus, I'm getting old, so my body really needs care. Otherwise, I probably won't live to see the day when I can get rich and marry a wife.

I was so scared that I dared not say another word.

When the eldest brother saw his mother like this, he walked over to her and observed her carefully. His body was stiff and he didn't know how to react. He could only stand there in a daze.

It took the old lady a while to recover. She still felt a little depressed, but it was much better than before.

The boss's hands were already cold, and it felt like the blood in his body had frozen.

He grabbed his mother's hand, his voice trembling slightly, "How do you feel? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"

Anyway, he didn't mention anything about asking for a tent. He was really too timid to go. If the second child was willing to go, then let him go. He would never get involved in such things.

The old lady was somewhat touched by the eldest son's concern. She had thought it was unnecessary before. There was no point in asking. He would not die anyway and would recover slowly.

But today is different. The more I look at the boss, the more I like him. His worried look doesn’t seem to be fake.

His eyes were slightly red, "Much better, nothing's wrong."

The eldest brother breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "That's great, Mom is fine."

Recently I've been feeling that my mother is a burden. My legs are not in good condition, so I have to carry her stretcher everywhere. I also have to trouble my wife to take care of her and take care of her excrement and urine. Although I also have some contribution to her leg injury, I still feel a little disgusted with her.

I felt like my mother almost left me today. The panic that lasted for a moment and the extreme fear in my heart all found an outlet at this moment, and the haze that had been hovering over my head disappeared in an instant.

"Great, great."

The boss stood up and wiped the nervous sweat from his head.

Only then did I realize how concerned I was about my mother's health, and that she was actually not a burden.

The second son was also relieved to see his mother recover and act like a normal person.

He leaned over to the old lady's ear and said, "Mom, I'll go ask you about the tent."

The depressed feeling in the old lady's heart disappeared instantly. She really liked her second son from the bottom of his heart. She thought her sons were more caring than each other today. She glanced at Jinshui beside her and quickly closed her eyes, not wanting to look at him anymore, for fear that the uncomfortable feeling would come back again.

"My second child is still considerate."

The eldest brother felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this, but it didn't last long. After all, he had to do something he didn't want to do, and there was nothing wrong with his mother saying that.

"Mom, let's take you to the tent first so you can have a good rest."

The old lady was still weak and her voice was soft, but she was in much better spirits and her complexion had relaxed. She should be able to fully recover after resting for a while.

"Row."

The eldest and the second oldest lifted the stretcher and walked towards the assigned tent.

Although the lifting and lowering movements were very gentle, the old lady still felt a little uncomfortable on it. She would feel better if she took a deep breath.

I never knew what the inside of a tent looked like. I opened the tent curtain and looked around. It was empty and the space was very small. It would feel a bit crowded if three people lived in it, but two people should be just right.

The old lady suddenly felt that even if she asked for another tent, it would not be enough, and she would need at least three.

Originally, I thought of not letting Jinshui and Xiuli live in tents, but just spread something on the ground to sleep, and let the others live in tents. But now it seems that most people can't live there.

But now the weather is warm and we are not in the mountains, so it doesn’t matter whether we have a tent or not. Anyway, it’s good enough as long as we can use it.

Jinshui, Xiuli and others slept on the floor, and they would not feel resentful.

The eldest son's wife spread the things that the old lady usually used to make the bed directly in the tent, and the eldest and second sons carefully placed their mother on it.

"Mom, let me put down the curtain for you. Have a good rest. I'll go see if I can get the tent. There are no snakes here. You can sleep peacefully."

The old lady nodded and closed her eyes.

I didn't feel much at first, it was a bit novel, but after staying in such a small tent for a long time, I felt a little stuffy. I was already feeling a little uncomfortable just now, and this time the situation seemed to be a little more serious.

Could it be that my wild boar can't eat Xikang? If that dead girl Ni'er can live there, why can't I?

Although there are not as many snakes, insects, rats and ants here as in the mountains, there are quite a few mosquitoes at night. If you don’t sleep in a tent, you will be fed by mosquitoes if you go out.

You are the head of the family, so you should live in your own tent. No one else has the right to do so. How can the head of the family lie on the ground outside, slapping mosquitoes and not getting a good night's sleep?

Thinking of this, he forced himself to close his eyes and stop staring at the roof of the low tent.

After a while, the symptoms did not ease, and my breathing became more rapid. I felt like I couldn't breathe here, and I was afraid that I would suffocate to death if I stayed any longer.

He quickly asked the eldest daughter-in-law to come in, "Eldest daughter-in-law~"

When I heard my mother-in-law calling me, I thought I was hallucinating and that she should be sleeping.

I lifted the curtain and looked inside. The old lady's face was flushed, her head was covered in sweat, and her breathing was rapid.